What I did over summer vacation.

That was me yesterday. You can ask anyone who saw me. I am so excited to go back to school. Mostly because this summer was a disaster.

What did I do over my summer vacation?

Nothing.

At least I perceive it as nothing. I feel like I didn't get anything productive done. I wanted to write, I wanted to read a dozen books, I wanted to do everything. I took the summer semester off to relax and live a little. I lived a lot. I went to the beach, I had parties, I read books that had nothing to do with school. I did not however relax.

I learned something this summer, I need structure. I need deadlines. I need to be graded. I feel like Lisa Simpson. When I finally realized that the funk I had been in most of the summer was due to lack of homework, I started counting down to the first day of school. It's day two and I have a list of things to get done already. I am excited and oddly relaxed. What am I going to do when I graduate?



The summer wasn't a total wash. I signed up for a second major, Religious Studies. While I didn't write a lot, I certainly read plenty. I prepped for this semester, so hopefully it won't be so hectic. I managed to secure a research position on an amazing project. I think that's it, still not to shabby for being on "vacation."

Lesson learned, I will never take the summer off again.